This is my first real field report. Before today I could have truthfully said in any conversation that I had never drank a drop of alcohol and I had never initiated a conversation with a girl. After 20 years I have broken my perfect streak of abstinence. I felt the need to step out of my comfort zone and do a few approaches no matter what. Throughout the course of this day, I 'opened' 3 sets (if you could call it that). Here is how it went:
I left the house at 9 pm. At 10 pm, I arrived at the clubs area down town. I entered a club. A thin stair case led upstairs where there was loud music and dim lighting. As soon as I came upstairs I saw a 2 set sitting on two tall stools against the far wall of the room, a HB6 and HB6.5, they were fairly close to me and facing outwards so I approached without standing around too long. I came to about 5 feet from then and was facing my right shoulder towards them. I leaned over and shouted "hey girls" as they looked up I sort of pulled off. I then looked back at them and asked "I have a question for you, girls with tattoos... are they hot, or not?" They both said "hot", but were looking down at their phones . I pulled off again and when I came back I threw in an FTC "I can only stay here a minute, my friends are waiting for me". But then I couldn't stack forward immediately so one of them just started to talk to the other. So I said to her friend "what is she talking about?" In a loud sarcastic manner with a smile and my right hand snapping. "Does she have an off button?". She mumbled something (the music was deafeningly loud) then continued talking, I could tell this was a dead set. So I walked off.
In the same club, I saw two blondes a HB6.5 and HB7. They were sitting on a small round table looking down at their phones and they were sitting ahead of me so I could see their backs. I walked up to one side of the table and a little ahead of them, then I turned over the shoulder and tried the same opener. It didn't fly. Not only was the music too loud, but one of them looked confused and the other started laughing. I was coming off too needy and out of context. At this point I realised I really don't understand these girls or this club scene at all.
As I was heading home, on the bus station I was approached by a guy in his mid 20's. He asked me where I'm headed I told him my friends stood me up and I was heading home, it was only 11pm, so he said I should come with him and that his friend was celebrating his 27th b'day. So I agreed. At this new club (sort of Irish themed) after meeting some of his friends. I decided to open another set. I approached a 5 set, 4 girls 1 guy. I said "Hey guess what, Today's my birthday!" With a big smile and a glass of beer in my hand. One of the girls politely said happy b'day and the others were quite unresponsive. The problem here was again they were sitting and I was standing. So I immediately said "you should come celebrate it with us". Of course, I got rejected. One of them held a cross up in the air and said "that's a solid no". It was to be expected, I didn't game at all.
Analysis of the day:
I hadn't memorised any gambits. Most of all I understood nothing about clubs or girls and how they think. I don't even know if the mystery method would work in Brisbane, it seems doubtable. How are you supposed to get their attention whilst not looking attention seeking, especially in such loud music which forces you to lean in and shout? They are very unresponsive and rejecting of strangers. The clubs are only so big. If you walk around it even once or twice everyone will have seen you walking around aimlessly and it would be a dlv. Girls are excellently adept at reading subtle facial expressions and voice tones. How are you supposed to train yourself to truly sound alpha (like you have options)? In such circumstances, I couldn't be dominant and that was sub communicated in my postures and intonation. Even when I was rolling off and introducing FTC with a smile on my face and direct eye-contact, girls could still see right through me, or Atleast that's how it felt. Oddly though several guys randomly greeted me and started a conversation. There was that one I mentioned, another one in the line at the entrance introduced himself and started talking. Another black guy from Sydney shook my hand and talked to me. I also had a shot and some sips of beer, the shot was Alright but the beer was disgusting. Anyway that's my first ever field report it's called a day of firsts because so many things were literally the first time in my life.